Chapter 90 A rare warmth

The next day, as soon as Jiang Zixuan woke up, the little tiger cub told her that the little boy in the next room had woken up.

"Queen, that little boy has too many potions in his body, and there may be some transformed supernatural powers in them. You should be careful."

Although, it feels that the little boy is not a bad person.

"Transformation ability?"

Jiang Zixuan was confused. What did it mean?

The tiger cub stroked his chin.

"Their experiments are probably aimed at developing a way to transfer superpowers from another person to another person. This little boy must have also done experiments in this area. Also, the superpowers he has should have been acquired from others."

"Otherwise, those guys wouldn't say this guy is a good experimental subject."

"Then I guess some of them were successful, or rather, all of them."

Jiang Zixuan was silent.

"So how many superpowers does he have now?"

The tiger cub shook his head.

"That's not bad, there are only two types."

"Wind and dark elements, powerful abilities. If he is really trained, this little boy will be a very strong opponent. After all, he can survive the torture in the laboratory. His willpower is not weak."

Not only is he not weak, he is also very strong. Otherwise, how could he be the only one who succeeded among those experimenters in the laboratory?

It depends more on firm and strong willpower.

Jiang Zixuan naturally knew this.

But somehow, I didn't have much resentment towards this delicate-looking little boy in front of me.

Jingchen and the others naturally knew that the little boy had woken up.

They all gathered in this room, looking at the little boy with dark eyes and a delicate face in front of them.

Jingchen scratched his head and said with a smile: "You are awake, don't be afraid, we are not in the laboratory now. My name is Jingchen, you can call me brother Jingchen, they are all brothers and sisters."

Then he pointed at Jin Mohan, Jiang Zixuan, Jing Yun, Jing Wan, Jing Wen, Jing Qu, and Jing Xing and introduced them one by one.

"Also, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"

The little boy pursed his lips, looked at the eight pairs of eyes in front of him, and nodded.

Jingchen became happy instantly.

"That's great! Are you hungry? Have breakfast first!"

Jin Mohan stood aside, his dark eyes looking at the pale little boy lying on the bed, his brows furrowed.

Jiang Zixuan smiled at the little boy and brought him a glass of water. "Yes, have breakfast first. You must be hungry. You have been unconscious for several days. By the way, what is your name?"

The little boy looked at Jiang Zixuan, who had a gentle and amiable face. He pursed his lips, took a sip of water, and then said in a dry voice, "My name is Lu Ze."

Jiang Zixuan smiled and nodded, "Then let's call you Xiaoze. Come on, come down and have breakfast first."

The little boy glanced at the people in front of him, realized that they had no ill intentions, and nodded. Jingchen smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go down first."

I cooked a pot of porridge today and added some side dishes, canned fish and so on.

Before the end of the world, Jingchen and his friends probably wouldn't even touch these dishes.

Now everyone is eating with gusto.

It can be said that in the end of the world, it is good to have something to eat.

They had already adjusted their mindset long ago, so naturally they didn't feel anything was the matter. Instead, they felt fortunate.

Jiang Zixuan served him a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of him, "Come, drink some porridge first."

The little boy nodded, picked it up and took a sip of the hot porridge.

A long-lost warm feeling came over me. Looking at the group of friendly and approachable people in front of me, something seemed to well up in my dry eyes.

Although he was only eight years old, the arrival of the end of the world caught people off guard.

Even an eight-year-old has been through a lot, and maturity seems to be inevitable.

I have seen too much and have been into a laboratory once.

The mind has already been elevated to a higher level.

He pursed his lips, frowned, and said nothing. It seemed that he didn't know when he became talkative.

Jiang Zixuan watched him lower his head and drink the porridge silently. He quickly finished a bowl and couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Shall I serve you another bowl?"

The little boy nodded. He hadn't tasted porridge for a long time.

Jingchen's eyes were filled with heartache, it was hard not to feel distressed for a child of only a few years old to have suffered so much. Not to mention, looking at him was as if he saw Jin Moming, who was only eleven years old, having suffered all this. Thinking of this, his heart felt as if it was lacking oxygen, and he felt very suffocated.

Just looking at the little boy in front of him, he was speechless and just smiled, "Isn't it delicious? You are growing now, so you should drink more."

The little boy nodded and said "hmm" softly.

Then he lowered his head and started eating again.

Jingyun reached out and picked up some meat for him. How could he just drink porridge without eating some meat?

Jiang Zixuan looked at Jin Mohan who had been silent beside her, knowing that he must have remembered something, and she couldn't help feeling distressed.

He reached out and picked up some food for him, "Eat something, don't be in a daze."

Jin Mohan raised his dark eyes and looked at her. A hint of tenderness flashed across his eyes. The corners of his lips curved up and he nodded.

Then he picked up the food she brought and started eating.

Jingchen, Jingqu and the others' mouths instantly curved into an 'O' shape.

Boss! Has your mysophobia flown into outer space?!

You have to know that Jin Mohan never eats food that others bring to him, or he doesn't like others touching anything of his.

At least when we are abroad, when we eat with others, some people will take the initiative to pick up food for their eldest child to show friendliness, even using serving chopsticks, but what is the result?

Their boss never touched that bowl again!

Not to mention eating the food that was passed to you.

Even though he didn't have an outburst on the spot, the person who picked up the food was extremely embarrassed.

Now what?

Jiang Zixuan had just eaten and used chopsticks! !

But their eldest son seemed to be enjoying the meal very much!

The corners of their mouths twitched slightly. It turned out that once someone falls in love, a person can change 360 degrees!

Jin Mohan naturally noticed their strangeness and glanced at them coldly, "What? Are you full and don't want to eat anymore?"

They felt a chill all over their bodies, fearing that they would be remembered, and they all shook their heads in unison, "No!"

Then he picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and started eating.

Jing Yun, Jing Wan and Jing Wen looked at the three of them with disdain.

Calling them gossip about the boss, tut tut, they deserve it!

Jiang Zixuan: "..."

They looked like mice seeing a cat...

Why do I feel like laughing for no reason?

The atmosphere at the dinner table was not as tense as at the end of the world, but rather a rare warmth.

This mode of getting along is really fascinating.

Lu Ze seemed to turn a blind eye to this scene.

However, the corners of his mouth slightly raised as he lowered his head to eat.

After finishing their meal, they sat on the sofa and asked Lu Ze about some things in the laboratory.

Jiang Zixuan looked at him who had never asked about his family since he woke up, and said, "Xiao Ze, your family..."

Jingchen and the others fell silent instantly, looking at the little boy in front of them who had a pale face but calm eyes.

Lu Ze pursed his lips and lowered his head, "No more."

Jiang Zixuan was stunned, and a look of heartache flashed in her eyes.

She reached out and touched the top of his jet-black head, "I'm sorry, I don't know, it must hurt, right?" Then she lifted his arm which was full of needle marks and looked blue.

Although he is eight years old, he looks as thin as a six-year-old.

Lu Ze's body stiffened instantly, and his lowered eyes were filled with a thick layer of black hair. He felt the warm feeling on his head, and then it disappeared instantly.

He relaxed his body and slowly unwound.

(End of this chapter)